Tonight C came over. We watched "Sunshine". What the fuck. I tried so hard to come up with a good selection of movies. I picked "Sunshine", "Blade Runner" and "Once". Actually, this is all on C's head because of the trifecta it was he who chose "Sunshine".Nevertheless. Somehow it came about that we've been acquainted for about ten years now. Ten years. Like, almost a third of my life. Then there were some comments about cougars and me looking my age and he said "do you want to go downtown?" and I was kind of bagged (and not entirely sure he was serious) and I was like yeah no, I'm quite content to sit here and listen to Paolo Nutini and Dave Matthews and go to bed at a reasonable time.
Good goddamn: I am getting old.
Look at me listening only to the CBC in my car. The more mellow music (I used to thrive on Guns 'N Roses). The getting up at 7am on Sundays to run.
Has it been ten years since my phone number went through the wash? Since the aquarium? The Roxy? Since I came home from work one day and saw my partner at the time had, yet again, left his dirty socks on the carpet and his sullied cereal bowl on the counter above the dishwasher and I turned on my heel and walked out again? I'm on my fourth job since then. I drove an '87 Supra ten years ago and got into a lot of races with a lot of crappy Mustangs. It took me almost an hour and half to run the Vancouver Sun Run: my first 10k. Now I run half marathons in 1:39.
I wanted to get married. I had long hair. I didn't have grey hair. I contemplated babies. I had
a crush on a guy at work. I switched jobs. I went back to school. I tried sushi. I ran more 10k races. I thought I was the centre of the universe.Things changed. I lost my partner. I lost my job. I lost my dad. I lost myself. I tried to pick up the pieces. I'm still picking up the pieces.
Ten years.
Basically, what I'm getting at, is that can someone please explain the last fifteen minutes of "Sunshine" to me?
Also? In ten years? I never learned to cook. But I enjoy Swiss chocolate.
p.s. the skirt I'm wearing in the dragon's lap (from ten years ago)? I still have it (and it's twin: in blue) and I still wear it.
p.p.s. I bumped into C at the Blarney Stone the night the second picture was taken. Also? Another girl was wearing my exact same shirt and she sat next to me for a while. Kinda odd.
4 comments:
If it's any consolation, I'm still picking up the pieces too.
I have no idea about the ending of Sunshine ;-)
We're all picking up pieces, we should start a club, with cool jackets.
You are getting wiser with age, and better. What's weird to me is those people (like my sister-in-law who will be 50 next month) who are STILL listening to ONLY Guns at their age. They haven't grown any since they were in their 20's. Do they really think that keeps them young? They aren't even brave enough to watch Sunshine, they are still watching the same Freddie Kruger and Nail Head movies. OVER and OVER and OVER.
Everything YOU do keeps you young.
Yes. A club with cool jackets. And for philanthropy work we can start the "Hug a Coyote" foundation. That would be a step in the right direction.
Sounds good to me. We won't have fur jackets.... fleece made of coke bottles. And we can howl at the moon. Ahhhoooooo.
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